He wouldn't get out of the car. The police knew he had guns in there. He'd sent text messages to a former friend saying he was going to kill himself. Then he drove to a secluded undisclosed location. It took them awhile to find him.
After some time, he came out of the car. By now there were a lot of police there and they had their guns trained on him. Then he went back inside the car where the guns were. He did this twice - coming out and going back in. Each time he did, it raised the level of tension and the perception of threat among the police. They remained patient. Disciplined.
Once he'd surrendered, they didn't beat him. The officers found a loaded handgun on the passenger seat with a round chambered and ready to fire. There was a shotgun in the driver's compartment rigged with its butt braced against the floor and the muzzle aimed at about face level with a load of tactical buckshot in the chamber.
He didn't kill himself. And they didn't kill him.
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